“Did you just run down the hall because you were afraid of the dark?” Chris asked me one evening after I had returned from the bathroom.
I absolutely cannot be allowed to watch scary movies or television shows ever. I. Can’t. Handle. It.
I thought I had outgrown my overactive imagination and the paralyzing fear that comes with watching horror flicks. After all, only just six or seven years ago, my best friend and I used to build forts and watch terrible scary movies- movies so bad that you find yourself laughing at the awful writing and acting rather than jumping at every scare (John Corbett, I love you and always will but you should never do thrillers.). It had been a long time since I had been scared after a scary movie and even longer since the time The Ring kept me from looking at myself in the mirror for about a month. I thought I was good to go. Well, I was wrong.
- 2 medium-large portobello mushrooms
- olive oil spray
- 2 teaspoons Bragg's Liquid Aminos (or tamari/soy sauce)
- 1 teaspoon liquid smoke
- salt and pepper to taste
- 2 heart of palm stalks, sliced into matchsticks
- 4-5 green onions, trimmed
- 2 cups cooked brown rice
- 1 tablespoon brown rice vinegar
- 1 teaspoon mirin
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 2 nori sheets, broke/cut in half